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The hunt for chef's knives

Who; Ignis & you! (Don't forget to tag in!)
What; Chef knife questing or something silly like that
Where; On the road to the Academy?
When; Late April
Warnings;

Ignis had heard of the reports of beings that sounded an awful lot like Tonberries he'd fought at home from his husband Nida who was in the guard. He also kept his ears open at work at the Hunting Lodge and people were fond of pulling him aside as he made his rounds and talking about the creatures. The more details he got, the more convinced he was that somehow the little green devils had made their way here.

Tonberries were daemons in his world and he and the lads fought them along with other nefarious ones in black robes. So he was quite well versed with their fearsome capabilities. However, the knives he'd acquired from fighting them back home didn't come with him and he decided to go see the creatures he kept receiving reports about.

Putting down the notes he'd made in the green leather book that Detective Llewellyn Watts had gifted him on his wedding day, the advisor sighed to his companion.

"I do suppose this means a hunt is in order."

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"The Sir Tonberry was a much fiercer opponent than the usual tonberries." Ignis replied with a sigh. And after Nida talked about them, the advisor sighed again. "Hopefully these are the regular kind though both seemed to have a lot of health to them."

He looked at his husband and smiled.

"Yes, let's go gather some chef knives for our kitchen shall we?"

"And spells," Nida said, nodding. "Death magic if they have it, is great for defensive magic."

"Right, your spell catching." Ignis smiled. It was the best way he thought of it and it kept him going at the moment. He really wanted to keep his husband safe even if he knew the man was quite adept at fighting, having had the privilege of fighting together a time or two.

"We'll have to see what they have then."

He then tucked a few of the potions he had into his bag and nodded, getting ready to head out the door.

"Drawing," Nida corrected, but he's smiling too. He loves what Ignis calls it. So he really isn't that bothered by it.

"Alright," he says, shifting his naginata to his harness on his back, checking his sword, and then bouncing on his feet. Time to go.

"Hopefully this time you won't have to save my ass."

He heard the correction but knew Nida wasn't mad. But he held the door open for his husband and smiled. "I will always save your beautiful rear end darling."

That promise made him give Nida a brief kiss and double checked for those potions. Ignis had no doubt they'd come in handy.

"You just like how firm it is," Nida teased, because it was better to tease when he knew they were going up against tonberries, or something like them.

Yes, he was vaguely scared of this.

"You gotta promise if this goes bad, you get out of there, right?"

"Of course I do." Ignis smirked, locking the door behind them. He sighed and put his house key where it belonged on his belt and pulled his gloves on just a little tighter as they headed towards their destination.

And then he heard those words that stopped him in his tracks. And then the advisor's head shook. "I will not abandon you, not even to save myself."

"Would you want me to abandon you to save myself," Nida counters, trying to be rational here.

Ignis took a deep breath and turned to look at his husband. His eyes met those of Nida and he didn't flinch under that gaze as he answered.

"Yes. As long as you're safe, then I've done my job."

Being the role of the protector was who he'd been since age six. He always told himself that he would die happily as long as Noctis was protected, because that was his charge from His Majesty King Regis.

True he knew that Nida was his protector as well and they would always protect each other. But if it came right down to it, Ignis would rather his husband be alive than himself.

"And that's exactly how I feel. So I guess we both either have to agree to go so the other can save them if it comes to it, or we both agree that there's no chance either of us walks away," Nida answered.

He meets that level gaze with an unwavering one of his own. He's not angry with this. Really, his heart is more pleased that their spirits match so well. Which is probably its own trouble too. But they will stand together.

"Well I won't be walking away, although I must admit dying together is a romantic idea in a way." It was a morbid way, but Ignis had to admit that he was impressed with his husband. And somewhere he thought there might be a disagreement on that, but fortunately they were of the same mind, which to him was immeasurable.

"Then that leaves me with only regret with marrying you. And that is that I really can't ask you to marry me all over again."

If they weren't on their way to go collect chef's knives, he'd pick his husband up and carry him to their bedroom.

"Yeah, but let's skip it. I saw what happened to Jacob and Caelan after the Demon Bear. Not going through that shit."

Still, he grins and offers Ignis a wink.

"Yeah, I'm down for a renewal of vows any time you want, babe. But after we get the knives. Romance first, and let's make sure it doesn't wind up dead."

That earned an intake of breath and the advisor nodded. "That was something else." And he recalled Caelan, having been a good friend of Nida's and Ignis had even received the man's approval. And it was all a sharp and grim reminder of how life could even be snatched away here.

His husband then lightened the mood. It would be awhile before any renewal of vows considering they were still newlyweds, but he did like the idea.

"Right, knives first, and the more the merrier for our kitchen collection."

If he was honest, Nida missed Caelan, but he didn't talk about it. The man had been the first one here to know all Nida had done to himself, of his history, and had helped support Nida's sobriety back when it was harder to keep himself on the straight and narrow.

"Alright then, did you pick a nice dark abandoned alley for us to get ambushed in?"

"Now you're just trying to sweet talk me, aren't you darling?" Ignis asked with a smirk. True flirting was probably the last thing either of them needed, but he was trying to lighten the atmosphere since they had discussed more morbid matters and it was taking him a bit to shake them off.

"Oh you know I am," Nida grins. It's better to have this banter. It keeps him from being too scared.

Hibiscus warbles from the stable, and Nida shakes his head.

"Can't take you dear."

"When we get back I'll make us dinner and then we can continue these lovely thoughts of yours in our bedroom."

Ignis was trying to look at the bigger picture and that usually kept him going. But at hearing Hibiscus, he turned to look at the bird and smiled at hearing the other speak to her. So he chimed in afterwards.

"I'll bring you some greens back as an apology. In the meantime, do be a good girl."

"Oh I very much doubt I'll have much thinking going on in the bedroom dear."

They'll have to get greens another time. Nida nods and then moves away from their yard, knowing his husband will catch up.

"Your spells ready?"

Nida was resorting his own, trying to find the best arrangement to give him the best magical punch.

"Feral and primal are wonderful traits of yours." Ignis smirked. He meant what he said though.

Nodding at his husband, the advisor smirked.

"Of course I'm ready."

"You're the only who would think that," he laughs as he picks up his speed. Catch up with him then.

"I'm worried here, if I'm honest. Tonberries could fuck us up pretty bad."

Ignis wasn't in a hurry, but he jogged to keep up with his husband. He heard the words spoken and nodded. "There is a very real danger and it's always wise to be cautious. However as long as we only have one I believe we'll be fine."

"You used to seeing only one at a time? That's pretty rare where I come from."

In fact, he thought it was rather unlikely. So he hoped they had better luck than his world did.

He shook his head. "One is rare but when we did have one it seemed to have all of the qualities of having a few of them at one time." Ignis hadn't wanted to worry his husband but he wasn't about to lie to the man either.

"The more you tell me about your world, the more I feel like it's a lot worse than mine can be. Which is impressive, because the timeline literally collapsed."

But it was always going to collapse because fucking time loops.

"Let's just say I'm quite sure they're both challenging in their own ways." He didn't want to have a contest as to which was worse, especially since they were headed into danger as it was.

He was hoping for a good battle because it had been a little bit since he'd had to do so. But Ignis always worried more for his husband.

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